The Squeamish Little Brother of the Actor

How can you be so stupid?

Such a sentence emerged in the minds of everyone on the field.

They had never seen someone throw a ball over their head, and they had bad luck, and the ball fell directly on their head.

Everyone was stunned by his operation, before they could react, they watched Ran Dongling being hit by the ball, and fell to the ground in a flash.

It was Qiu Ci who rushed over first, he was right not to be completely relieved, Ran Dongling could always have accidents in unexpected places.

He held Ran Dongling in one hand, and took off the cat ears on his head with the other hand. He groped lightly on his head, but he didn't find any lumps. It should be that the cat ears blocked part of the impact for him.

Being hit on the head by the ball really hurt, Ran Dongling felt his eyes go dark, and when he opened his eyes again, physical tears poured out uncontrollably.

It hurts, it really hurts, is there a hole in his head, it seems to be bleeding.

"Oh, Brother Qiu Ci, it hurts so much, I'm going to die." Ran Dongling was in pain and sad, afraid that his little life would be lost.

He can't kill anyone with this ball, but Qiu Ci is afraid that he will smash his head stupidly.

When everyone heard him crying, they came back to their senses. The director hurried up with the school doctor, and the referee and players also went up to check on his injuries. A group of people surrounded Ran Dongling.

Ran Dongling cried sadly in Qiu Ci's arms, and whimpered to say his last words to Qiu Ci, but the school doctor didn't see anything wrong with him, there was no obvious wound or lump on his head, only his scalp was rubbed red by the ball took a small piece.

A small piece means literally, and he only discovered it after rummaging through Ran Dongling's thick black hair.

Being watched by so many people, the school doctor didn't find anything, and he seemed a little inexperienced in medical skills. He asked, "Little classmate, what else is wrong with you?"

"I have a headache." Ran Dongling cried for a while, feeling tired from crying, and didn't want to cry anymore, she was still huddled in Qiu Ci's arms.

"Does it still hurt?" The school doctor's expression became serious. "If it still hurts, it might be a concussion. We need to go to the hospital."

Hearing that he was going to the hospital, Ran Dongling froze for a moment, stood up supporting Qiu Ci's shoulders, and shook his head at the school doctor with tears on his face.

"Doctor, my head doesn't seem to hurt anymore, I won't go to the hospital."

Qiu Ci is worried, the director is worried, and the school doctor is also worried.

But Ran Dongling refused to go to the hospital desperately, his headache really didn't hurt, it was the moment when he was hit, and if he had to go to the hospital, he wouldn't be able to see Brother Qiu Ci's match.

Since he refused to go to the hospital and said he was fine, the three of them asked each other what he meant with their eyes, and then carried Ran Dongling to the seat in the first row.

On Ran Dongling's left sat Lu Lu, on his right sat the school doctor, and behind him sat a quick-response male classmate.

After setting him down, Qiu Ci stuffed a bottle of mineral water in his hand before leaving, and said, "Sit down, don't cheer me up, you can drink water when you're thirsty, but don't give it to others, and don't put it on the ground. "

Ran Dongling's eyes and nose were red, and he nodded like a rabbit.

At the start of the game, Chen Yao grabbed the ball first, and the two teams began a fierce competition.

"One class after another, it's extraordinary. To win the crown, I'm the only one!"

"Listen up, Class [-]!! Destroy Class [-]!! The class leader said he won and invited us to the Dragon and Phoenix Building for tea!! The listener has a share, and he pays the bill!!"

The first class wears blue jerseys, and the second class wears red jerseys. The two teams are easy to distinguish.

Ran Dongling was frightened by the cheers of the students, and there were also many voices among the crowd who took the opportunity to shout the names of Qiu Ci and Chen Yao.

He also wanted to cheer for Brother Qiu Ci, so he put on the cat ears and the fluffy ball in his hand, and was about to yell when Lu Lu stopped him, "Xiao Ling, let's just watch." , with so many people shouting cheers, you may not be able to hear them shouting hatred."

"But we are basketball babies." The duty of basketball babies is to cheer for the players.

Lu Lu quoted what Qiu Ci said just now, "Didn't he ask you to cheer him on?"

Qiu Ci didn't let him cheer, one was because he was afraid of accidents, and the other was because he was afraid that he would be distracted.

"Okay then." Ran Dongling listened to Qiu Ci's words and quietly cheered him on in his heart.

He stared at Qiu Ci, watched and watched, his eyes involuntarily moved to Cheng Nuo on the blue side.

Cheng Nuo was in charge of the back guard. Simply put, he was blocking others. He hadn't stopped them yet. The young man on the opposite side was quick to move, and he couldn't dodge them.

When he was about to bump into him, he made a fake move and turned around. Cheng Nuo didn't know what happened, his eyes blurred, and the person passed him and ran to the front.

He took a deep breath, turned around and ran to the blue team's basket with everyone. Before the ball was scored, Xiu Zhi'an snatched it away. A group of people avoided Cheng Nuo and rushed to the red team's basket. Noh took another deep breath and ran after them.

Running around like this, after 10 minutes, he didn't even touch the edge of the ball.

People off the court watched a man in a blue jersey who was out of place on the court, running while others were playing basketball.

"Teacher Cheng, come on."

There are kind students cheering for him.

"Husband, hurry up, Chen Yao and Yu Han are working so hard in the front, you should work hard, at least throw a ball, otherwise, when the show airs, what will happen to you later on?"

Lan Wanru, who was also watching the game in the first row, couldn't stand it anymore, and urged Cheng Nuo when Cheng Nuo ran up to her again.

Cheng Nuo was sweating profusely and had no time to say anything. He gestured ok, but the tears in his heart almost filled the West Lake.

Didn't we agree to just play a friendly match?

Isn't it said that friendship comes first and competition comes second?

Why is everyone playing so seriously?

The reason for the deterioration of the friendly match was that Qiu Ci and Chen Yao had a crush on each other.

For some unknown reason, the two went mad to grab the ball and score a goal. Apart from playing hard, they also kept showing off their skills. The students on their team were so scared that they didn't dare to keep the ball in their hands, and passed it as soon as they got it. Go out, for fear that you will be robbed by others before you take a few steps.

Chen Yao broke through many obstacles and made a dunk with a rebound.

"Chen Yao! Chen Yao!" The crowd burst into cheers.

Qiu Ci jumped up and made a three-pointer.

"Chou Ci! Qiu Ci!" The crowd burst into even louder cheers.

The scores of the two teams were stalemate.

During the intermission, Qiu Ci panted lightly, walked up to Ran Dongling, and took the bottle of mineral water that he drank twice.

The school doctor stood up and left with great insight, leaving a side seat for Qiu Ci.

Ran Dongling saw beads of sweat on his forehead, so he used his hand as a fan to fan him, with five fingers spread apart, Qiu Ci didn't feel any wind.

"Brother Qiu Ci, you are so handsome." He had little stars in his eyes, and he didn't mind the sweat on Qiu Ci's body, so he leaned over to touch him.

Ran Dongling didn't watch Qiu Ci's deliberate show off just now, and the occasional exclamations from the crowd had nothing to do with him.

He looked at Qiu Ci's face with concern, he was really handsome.

Qiu Ci listened to him boasting that he was handsome, but he didn't show it on the face, and secretly smiled in his heart, thinking that he would be tired if he got tired later, as long as he could make him feel handsome.

On the other side, Chen Yao didn't return to the seat of class one, but ran over to sit with Xiu Zhi'an.

He complained to Xiu Zhi'an with deep resentment, "Have the haters really collapsed, this kind of low method of opening the peacock's tail to attract the attention of people you like, elementary school students don't do it anymore."

Xiu Zhi'an drank the energy drink quietly, and then blocked Chen Yao with one sentence.

"how about you?"

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The game became more intense in the second half. The scores of the two teams continued to rise, but the score did not draw. They had to find a breakthrough.

After a few rounds, the second class temporarily took the lead with a slight two-point advantage.

Excited to watch the game, Ran Dongling remembered at this moment that he made a bet with Brother Qiu Ci before the game, but he forgot to count how many goals Qiu Ci scored in total.

"Lu Lu, do you still remember how many goals Brother Qiu Ci scored?"

Lu Lu was also very excited. She and a few girls waved plush balls to cheer for the second class. Hearing this, she stopped to think about the game just now. She remembered that Qiu Ci scored more than a dozen goals. The exact number is Can not remember.

"Fifteen." Said the male classmate behind them.

Ran Dongling looked back at him and asked him, "Are you sure there are fifteen?"

The male student showed him the notebook in his hand, which recorded the number of goals scored by all players present and the score of each ball.

In the column with the name of Qiu Ci, there are three orthographic characters and the number 27 written on the back.

That's great, fifteen is an odd number, as long as the current score is maintained, Brother Qiu Ci doesn't need to score again, Class Two can win, and he also won the bet.

Ran Dongling's joy is double now, no, it's triple, when they win, the squad leader said he would invite them to the Chicken House for dinner.

With less than 1 minute left before the end of the game, the two-point gap was still unbroken. Chen Yao wanted to find a chance to grab the ball, even if he couldn't win, the score was tied and he could still play an extra game.

Xiu Zhi'an knew what he wanted to do just by looking at him, he took the right opportunity and threw the ball in his hand to Qiu Ci.

With only ten seconds left, Qiu Ci didn't rush forward with the ball. He ran two steps sideways, crossed the three-point line, jumped up, and threw a three-pointer from the air.

All eyes were focused on the ball. The basketball passed through the air in a beautiful arc, was accurately thrown into the basket, and landed with a bang.

The next second, the referee's whistle sounded and the game was over.

Class Two won the game with a five-point lead over Class One.

"Class Two!! Won!!"

"Squad leader, please eat!!"

The field was full of laughter and cheers from the students.

Ran Dongling didn't smile, he was in a conflicted mood now, Qiu Ci won the game, he should look very happy, but he lost the bet, so he was not happy.

After struggling for a while, it was more important that Brother Qiu Ci won. He smiled again and wanted to go to find Qiu Ci.

The male student behind him wrote the last stroke in his notebook and said to himself, "Strange, Qiu Ci's three-point shooting rate was 78% in the first half, but it became 25% in the second half. He is controlling the three-pointers." The number of goals scored by the ball?"

Control the number of goals.

The male classmate got up and left, leaving these words circling in Ran Dongling's mind.

Qiu Ci apologized to the classmates who wanted to celebrate with him, walked out of the crowd, and walked in front of Ran Dongling.

The two looked at each other, Qiu Ci smiled and touched the cat ears on his head, "Puppy Ling, I won."

If you win the game, you also win the bet.

Ran Dongling finally figured it out, the bet they made could be controlled artificially, Qiu Ci can control the number of goals, if he wants to score odd numbers, he can score odd numbers, if he wants to score even numbers, he can score even numbers.

Qiu Ci didn't wait for the imaginary embrace, but waited for a fist that used [-]% of his strength.

"Chou Ci, you liar!"